Deaf, mute and blind

Beatrice4abandon

Another cold towel on swollen eyes, because once again all night they cried. It happened every night no matter where they went, but its easier not to hear it when it leaked through the vents; or when it penetrated your dreams late at night.... Do you wake up wishing now you held them tight?

The scars that are on the outside instead of in, do you see a little better or is just asking for attention, because now they're physically crying out..And instead of saying what you really know and feel, you turn and judge and turn on fake so to block it out you have new pills you have to take. 

Not only are you deaf, but you choose to be blind too, what's gonna happen when that eats at you?

And then they finally speak all the pain you already knew, you saw it before because its happened to you. When you gave more of yourself than what you could afford to lose and everyday light hurt more than the dark ever could. When you so hard wanted a break, when another day of pain was too much take and they were probably there every step of the way; for whatever reason you can't do the same. 

So you stay unapologetic, less and less sympathetic and they start to feel like love is no more. Its harder to try and stay off the floor until one day there is no more and the rumor is they're now a stain from the roof to the floor, maybe dead and cold behind a bathroom door.

Or maybe at the bottom of a very cold lake with rocks in the pockets because they alone weren't enough dead weight or in a building in rafter just swinging there and nobody noticed because nobody cared... Nobody cared until its too late and they really learn the gruesome fate and now you cry and now there's guilt and you kinda feel like you helped kill. 

The whole time you always knew and just never could extend the hand that was given to you... The love the friendship the family wasn't the same and your walking around with tons of blame... And you cant die its insult to plight bc when they were around they gave you some flight. That is your curse to walk around in mind what would have happened if you weren't deaf, mute and blind.

 

  • Author: Wheres.my.Dante (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 25th, 2021 12:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: Don't just let someone heal you, heal them back. Give and take in equal parts.
  • Category: Sad
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